I'm a crazy animal magnet!
It has been since I was born that I have never had a normal animal. My first cat that I remember was completely onery. He would do the most obnoxious things like you would be sleeping in Saturday morning and all of sudden you couldn't breathe because you had a fat furry thing on your face. If looks could kill, my cat, Pushie, would have killed you, clawed you then lit you on fire. In the end he beat up every cat on the block, and eventually at the ripe old age of 17 he contracted FIV (AIDS). What kind of animal contracts AIDS??? Daniel jokes that it wasn't fights that Pushie was getting into, but promiscuous sex. Now we come to my dog, Cody, who is neurotic about everything. To this day he has separation anxiety; he makes all kinds of racke
t when you leave or take him anywhere. My favorite, however sad, is that he is deaf. You could be having a rock concert and he wouldn't know, but if you are watching TV, he comes a running like you called him. He is the only animal I know to get sea sick in a land locked state. The poor guy's eyes were rolling in his head and he couldn't walk straight, and kept thrown' up. I think he is going on 14 years (my pets don't die either unless it is a record of some sort). Now you can see why I was reluctant to get a cat because I was just sure that he would be completely crazy, mean, and get some sort of crazy disease. Well, I finally figured out the deficiencies of my cat, Dos. He can't tell if he is a cat, d
og, or kid. He comes when you whistle, waits for you to come home at the door, and follows you from room to room. He acts like a kid because he throws temper tantrums if he doesn't get attention, likes empty boxes better than the toy that you bought him, and doesn't meow, but some weird purreow (its the only way to explain it; he runs and does it. I guess he does meow, but it sometimes cracks). The cat in him however shines through and through. He LOVES to shred everything, mostly boxes, but if he wants to play at midnight he starts to shred the bed and he knows I'm out of bed like a flash. Daniel needed a friend while I was gone, so I let him get a cat knowing someway that either I would make it insane, or it would start out insane.
t when you leave or take him anywhere. My favorite, however sad, is that he is deaf. You could be having a rock concert and he wouldn't know, but if you are watching TV, he comes a running like you called him. He is the only animal I know to get sea sick in a land locked state. The poor guy's eyes were rolling in his head and he couldn't walk straight, and kept thrown' up. I think he is going on 14 years (my pets don't die either unless it is a record of some sort). Now you can see why I was reluctant to get a cat because I was just sure that he would be completely crazy, mean, and get some sort of crazy disease. Well, I finally figured out the deficiencies of my cat, Dos. He can't tell if he is a cat, d
og, or kid. He comes when you whistle, waits for you to come home at the door, and follows you from room to room. He acts like a kid because he throws temper tantrums if he doesn't get attention, likes empty boxes better than the toy that you bought him, and doesn't meow, but some weird purreow (its the only way to explain it; he runs and does it. I guess he does meow, but it sometimes cracks). The cat in him however shines through and through. He LOVES to shred everything, mostly boxes, but if he wants to play at midnight he starts to shred the bed and he knows I'm out of bed like a flash. Daniel needed a friend while I was gone, so I let him get a cat knowing someway that either I would make it insane, or it would start out insane.
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Advice from Grandma Bowles:
Let your poor cat out to eat grass so that it will not get constipated. Maybe then it will not be so crazy.
Love You.
Grandma Bowles
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